I am Feng Jun

Chapter 295

In the room shrouded in darkness, the silent air lingers around the light blue light curtain. It seems that a little night wind seeps in from outside the window, and the panes tremble slightly.

The looming light curtain floating in the air flickered a few times, and then moved with the wind, turning into a light blue streamer, shooting straight into the eyebrows of the person with closed eyes on the carved ancient bed.

In the vast blue space, a pair of calm and waveless eyes gradually opened. The young man sat cross-legged on the smooth mirror-like ground, the ends of his long hair completely scattered on the ground, and the black mirror reflected a little bit of the young man. phantom.

The young man supported the ground with his hands, trying to stand up, but when his fingers lightly touched the pitch-black ground, several ripples gradually appeared from above, gradually receding away.

The originally pitch-black mirror surface gradually became transparent, and the phantom of the young man also became a little lighter. The top was still an endless blue, and the bottom was colorful lights.

The things below gradually became clear and visible, the figures on the ground were crowded and chaotic, but the boy's eyes did not change at all, because he was already familiar with all of this.

The ground became completely transparent, leaving only the ripples under the boy's feet as he walked, proving that he was not hanging in the air.

The young man lowered his eyelids and looked at everything below indifferently. The dusty memory that had been evoked for no reason was replayed in front of him again.

He may have participated in half of that period, or he may not have any sense of existence at all, absurd, memory
Shen Ci seems to have had a dream
The dreams changed quickly, and most of them were fragmented pictures.

But that bleak figure in black armor was clearly visible.

The dream begins with a transaction.
When we first met, the naughty boy had a smile on his lips, and when he walked into the tent, he saw the girl who just turned around.

On top of that beautiful face is an extremely serious expression, which doesn't look like a girl who hasn't reached the crown at all.

The cold conditions and the extremely arrogant attitude she uttered made the people in the company somewhat angry.

Only the boy with his arms around his shoulders suddenly thought of something else.

He looked at the girl who refused to give an inch, and after a while of silence, he made a teasing sentence, and as expected, he saw that the girl's face as cold as a stone added a bit of sullenness.

This change made the boy find it interesting, but it made the people in the same company feel terrified.

Due to the great differences between the two parties, the transaction ended in nothing, but on the girl's home court, although the boy's teasing made them regain some ground, it also added to the danger level of their trip.

Afterwards, they felt that they were really honored to be able to get out of that camp alive.

The girl told them to roll with a frosty voice, but the subordinates beside the girl looked at the boy as if they were looking at the villains who blasphemed their gods, full of lust.

The young man was unmoved, and arrogantly left under their murderous eyes, leaving only a clear and handsome back.

It made the girl who couldn't see any emotional changes all the year round a little bit more angry and melancholy.

And this is just one of those broken pieces.

Before Shen Ci's eyes flashed the snow mountain towering into the clouds, flashed the bloody battlefield, turned to the deep and gloomy forest, and then gradually froze on the lingering yellow sand battlefield.

The two armies faced each other, and the girl in black armor was still in the middle, holding a long spear, fighting a life-and-death struggle with the two men.

Although there was blood on her face and scratches on her armor, the girl seemed to have the upper hand in the face of the two attacking.

Immediately, Shen Ci leaned slightly, looking a little lazy and casual. Looking at the battle ahead, he glanced sideways at Yu Xiaoyao, who was wearing silver armor, and sighed.

"Two against one, you can't beat others, tsk."

Yu Xiaoyao's expression was a bit serious, the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, he didn't speak, he only slightly turned his head to look at the young man next to him, he stuck the long stick in his hand on the ground, and then pulled out the delicate short stick from his waist. arms.

Seems like a gun?
Shen Ci sat up slightly, held the gun with both hands and aimed at the black figure in the middle of the yellow sand, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up as he aimed.

"What do you think would happen if you shot him in the head?"

"The Mu Dynasty is supported by her alone now. If she dies, the remaining tribes will easily collapse. I can rebuild the Yu Dynasty and give you a world of equality between men and women that you are familiar with."

There was a trace of tenderness in Yu Xiaoyao's eyes looking at the person beside him, but the cold face was extremely complicated.

"Tsk, it's difficult!"

The boy flicked his tongue, aimed and pulled the trigger. Because the weapon was too crude, the strong recoil made him lean back slightly, and he supported the horse with his hands to stabilize his body.

The boy straightened up, wanting to see his results, but he saw that the girl in the yellow sand seemed to sense the approaching danger.

When the bullet was coming towards her, she suddenly turned her body sideways, narrowly dodging the bullet, but not dodging the pincer attack of the two people on the opposite side. She suffered a little injury, and the advantage she had established before was also exhausted.

"Oh, I missed."

The young man seemed to be a little regretful and said, but he couldn't see it at all, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, she can't be killed so easily." Yu Xiaoyao said comfortingly from the side.

After the girl dodged Shen Ci's blow, she suddenly became ruthless, and without any restraint, she concentrated her internal energy on the tip of the spear completely, and then at a speed where she could not see the figure clearly, she pierced the spear into a person's body. in the chest.

At the same time, she also paid the price of being stabbed with a long sword on her left shoulder.

The girl's expression didn't change, she didn't even show a trace of pain, she conveniently pulled out her spear, and slashed across the other person's throat at a very fast speed, spilling blood on the spot.

After that, the girl looked in the direction where the bullet flew over just now, half-closed her eyes, concentrated her inner strength in her palm, pulled out the long sword on her left shoulder, and threw it in the direction of the boy.

The silver sword tip in front of him gradually enlarged, and the fierce murderous aura spread out. The young man didn't feel any panic, but turned slightly sideways amidst Yu Xiaoyao's exclamation beside him.

The long sword didn't touch his body, but a strand of long hair hanging by his side was swept away by the sword energy, all broke apart, and fell in the yellow sand.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the black figure in the center of the battlefield with sharp and cold eyes, and she beheaded two of her subordinates.

again!
Yu Xiaoyao wanted to ride his horse to go, but he glanced at the boy on one side and picked up the bow on the other side, with a destructive smile on his mouth, which stopped Yu Xiaoyao's next actions.

"You don't want to use that!"

Yu Xiaoyao said with some surprise.

Shen Ci tilted his head slightly, and put a long arrow with a closed, slender black box tied at the tip on the bow.

"Well, I want to use her to test my power."

Yu Xiaoyao laughed softly when he heard the words, a little helpless, "Test her power?"

Shen Ci didn't pay attention to Yu Xiaoyao any more, but drew his bent bow with all his attention, the tip of the arrow locked on the girl with indifferent brows and bleak figure, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and the fingers hooked to the arrow feathers loosened.
Mu Yuanxi's nightmare began like this
(End of this chapter)